Part 1

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The hospital wing was silent as Ron and Hermione sat there. It had been a week and things had mostly settled down, but Harry still hadn't woken up. He was alive, and he was physically healthy, but no one knew what was wrong with him.

"I should've been there to help him." Ron cursed, his hands shaking.

"He'll be all right. He just needs some more time." Hermione tried to comfort him. "Everything I've read says the killing doesn't do anything aside from killing. He's still alive, so he'll be fine."

"Then why hasn't he gotten up?" Ron looked ready to burst into tears when the doors to the wing opened.

Fred and George stepped through, identical shirts reading Team Giant Squid. On top was a picture of the giant squid holding the tri-wizard cup. They each carried a bottle. One with a white powder, and the other with a brown liquid.

"Not now guys. I'm not in the mood." Ron said.

"Watch and learn little bro." Fred gave him a wild smile as George walked up to Harry opening his bottle.

"What are you doing?" Ron's eyes turned to panic.

"You'll see." George stuck the bottle under Harry's nose.

Ron grabbed for his brother until he noticed Harry move. Harry shot up breathing hard. He looked around at the hospital wing. "George? What are you...?" His gaze shifted to Ron and Hermione. "What's going on?"

Ron turned toward George. "How did you do that?"

George smiled shaking his head. "Gave Harry firebreathing."

"Should wear off in about a week." Fred said as he and George walked off.

"Uh...they're joking right?" Harry kept looking around. "Wait, the tri-wizard tournament. Where's Cedric?"

Hermione smiled. "Studying?" She and Ron both hugged Harry.

"Oof not so tight. What's gotten into you guys?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione let go as he stretched out.

He got out of bed, but Hermione tried to put him back. "Hey what do you think you're doing!?"

"What?" Harry moved his body around and jogging in place.

"You feeling all right mate?" Ron said.

"Yeah, fine." He held his stomach as it growled. Then a shaky voice came out. "On second thought, I really need some food."

"Here." Ron pulled out a turkey leg from his cloak.

"Thanks." Harry took the leg scarfing it down. "I'm gonna head to the dining hall."

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Part 2

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The dining hall was practically empty as Cedric looked over a book. Cho leaned over his shoulder to see what he was reading. "You found anything?"

"Not that's super helpful." He thought for a moment. "Getting hit by the killing is kind of like getting hit by lightning, but I don't know how that relates to the human body."

"That's easy mate. Just gotta get stuff going again." Cedric turned to see Fred and George.

He looked at their shirts shaking his head. "Come on guys. That's pretty poor taste with Harry in a coma."

Fred shrugged. "It's not anymore. Besides, he seemed fine with it."

"Ok, that's not funny." Cedric frowned starting to show signs of anger.

George rolled his eyes. "Well if it's annoying you that much, talk to him about it. But be careful you don't get burned." He turned to Fred. "Harry knew we were serious right?"

"Eh I'm sure he'll be fine." Fred waved his brother's concern off.

"Wait." Cedric eyes widened. He jumped to feet running out of the dining hall.

Cho chased after him. "Hey! Wait up!"

As Cedric ran he didn't notice Harry, Ron, and Hermione walking down the hall. He crashed into the falling to the ground.

Cho wasn't far behind and helped him up. Then the two looked at Harry who stared back.

"Harry, you're awake." Cedric said.

"Look. Cedric, it's good to see you, but food." He started walking again.

"Right." Cedric laughed.

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Part 3

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Ginny sat at the edge of the lake. Neville sat next to her, showing her a book about aquatic plants.

"So this is what Harry used in the second trial?" She asked.

"Yeah. It lets you breathe underwater." Neville flipped the page to show her.

"Hang on. This says they can live on land. Aren't they supposed to be aquatic?" Ginny looked at Neville confused.

"Yeah, they're water plants. But they can survive in the air for a few hours." Neville said.

He waited for a response, and when none came he looked up from the book. Ginny was staring out across the lake. He sighed. "Still can't take your mind off it can you."

"No. I can't stop worrying that he won't wake up." Ginny shook her head.

"Come on. He's Harry freaking Potter. I doubt there's anything in this world that could kill that force of nature." He looked toward the lake. "He'll wake up."

"Yeah. I hope so." Ginny sighed, then she turned her head. "What's that sound?"

The two looked back to see Draco Malfoy walking along a cobble path followed by Crab and Goyle.

Goyle shook his head. "Draco, I think this is a really bad idea."

"No if Potter can do it, so can I." He kept walking.

Ginny and Neville looked at them. Then Ginny stood up. "What are you doing now, Blondy?"

"What did you call me." He looked at the two. "Keep yourself to your little date or whatever."

Ginny and Neville looked at each other, then back at Malfoy. Neville raised an eyebrow. "Um. Thank you?"

"Wait, what?" Ginny and Malfoy both looked at him confused. Crab and Goyle stood back comparing armpit hair.

"Well apparently you think I'm good with girls." Neville shrugged.

"Well, I mean you've got better moves than that cry baby." Ginny smirked.

Draco glared at Ginny, then smirked. "Oh really." He pulled out his wand. "Wanna put that to the test?"

Ginny and Neville pulled their wands, but Malfoy was quick. "Petrificus Totalus!"

Neville fell to the ground and Ginny caught him before he hit the ground. Malfoy aimed his wand at Ginny, but his pants fell.

"What the!?" He pulled them back up, but they fell down again. Then his shoes went running off, and he went chasing after them. Crab and Goyle followed him out of sight.

Ginny held Neville. As Fred and George stepped out from behind a tree laughing. George aimed his wand at Neville. "Reparifors."

Ginny helped Neville back to his feet as the twins walked over. Fred raised his open palm to the sky. "Ah, I love the smell of chaos in the morning."

"Ah, yes, you have the refined taste of a cultured man. Only flatulence could compare." George said.

Ginny shook her head smiling. "You guys and your freaking fart jokes."

"Thanks." Neville said

"No problem. Anyway, Harry's awake and in the dining hall." Fred said.

"But act now, and he comes with firebreathing." George said.

"What!?" Ginny and Neville ran for the castle as fast as they could.

Fred saw the book Neville had left and picked it up. "Hey Neville!" Neville kept running. "Eh, we'll get it back to him later."

"With an edition." George smiled pulling out the bottle with brown liquid.